Episode 78 – The Virus in the Blood
The hospital lights buzzed faintly overhead, humming like tired insects trapped inside glass. The smell of antiseptic and alcohol bit the air, sharp enough to sting the nose. Machines lined the walls, beeping in lazy rhythm, as if mocking the panic that was quietly building in Kim Do-hyun's chest. He sat there, shoulders hunched, hands clenched on his knees, trying to look steady while his mind felt like it was unraveling thread by thread.
Across from him, the doctor shifted a stack of thin plastic charts, his eyes moving between pages filled with symbols and readings Do-hyun couldn't understand. The man looked too calm, too relaxed for someone about to break a family's world in half. His lab coat was wrinkled, his tie hung loose, and his face had that expressionless professionalism that doctors used like armor. He scratched at his stubble and finally sighed before leaning back in his chair.
